Tilting The Kilt

     I've always been a bit of a free spirit, you may say. I believe it was even before my teens I gave up wearing skivvies, under britches, drawers, whatever you may call them.
     Aye, I became a "free baller".

     At any rate, I believe it was late July or early August I found kilts for sale on line and ordered 5 of them. Upon first wrapping myself I was in love with the kilt. True, here in Mississippi I was attacked my fire ants, mosquitoes, assorted biting critters not to mention saw briars, poison oak, ivy and sumac... all sorts of vile flora and fauna crept up my kilt but  manned it out! And I loved it! Mowing my back yard was first then I became confident to go out front kilting.

     Now one thing comes that I cannot take in my kilt. 'Tis the cold! I'm wearing shoes in the yard and britches! No more bare foot, bare chested, kilt only outside, my loves!
I still put on the kilt of a warm afternoon indoors and who knows ? Maybe next Spring I'll sport the kilt when out shopping? Hey! Not many 58 year old men have the legs to sport in a kilt! I am by the grace of God one of the few. Now it's just up to me to go out in front of God and everybody sporting the kilt.